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After graduating from the institute this summer, I couldn’t get anywhere for quite a long time, sent a resume, went to interviews, but there was no sense in it, either I wasn’t satisfied with the employer or the proposed work for me. Already at the beginning of autumn, once again he came for an interview at some S-Svet desk, in the old part of the city, near the Trinity Market, which sells all kinds of electrical engineering, at least the sign at the entrance said. Building...
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Impressed, Roma took out a cigarette and lit it, dreaming about a walk with Alena. Satisfied with himself, he dragged on a second time, when he suddenly heard the sound of a rising elevator. The doors opened, and Alena came out of it. - Oh, is that you? Forgot something? - In vain just dressed up. - Why? - asked Roma, hoping for ... - The meeting was canceled ...
“Yeah! “- he mentally shouted and said: - It’s not for nothing. On the contrary, all of the case. I just need to change clothes ...
They...
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“Yeah! “- he mentally shouted and said: - It’s not for nothing. On the contrary, all of the case. I just need to change clothes ...
They...
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I stood, turning my back to the wall, and listened to the steps behind my back. A stranger wrapped his arm around me and squeezed my mouth. - Shut up, or you will be very painful. If you are an obedient girl, you will go home safe and sound. “Please don't hurt me.” I will do what you order me.
Heart involuntarily stronger beat in the chest. The whole atmosphere of the darkened apartment contributed to this. I tried to cause a shiver. Let my rapist feel like I'm scared, and ...
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Heart involuntarily stronger beat in the chest. The whole atmosphere of the darkened apartment contributed to this. I tried to cause a shiver. Let my rapist feel like I'm scared, and ...
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I often went around the house in which my mother gave birth and did not care about me, threw things in the laundry and went naked to my locker with things, or when during bathing in the shower I forgot something and followed this after wiping off my towel. Often in such a way he walked past his mother, and once past his neighbor ...
Mother did not hesitate too, but began to see her naked less often. After a good shower, I went out as usual, it was getting dark, I went to the locker and saw the lock, went back with things and they were not there. When I returned to the living room I ...
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Mother did not hesitate too, but began to see her naked less often. After a good shower, I went out as usual, it was getting dark, I went to the locker and saw the lock, went back with things and they were not there. When I returned to the living room I ...
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Prologue. - Amazing! Just amazing! - Haverio walked around the naked girl figure around again, touched her chest, - Even breathes like a real girl! “Why,” Professor Stern adjusted his glasses, “we do not make toys, but real living organisms.” They breathe, sweat, cry, blush, laugh, do everything like real people. Not that the old models, which could recognize almost any without special devices. These can only recognize ...
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0) 2011, shortly before Moscow. Mamba. Olga She has some kind of incomprehensible, torn work schedule: sometimes during the day online for hours, then in the evening at 11 it is five minutes, just to say how tired she is and to say good night. Geographic convergence - once lived in the Blessed Land, bordering our Ems region; even earlier - in one of the republics of the USSR, but the Russian itself left there with their parents as soon as perestroika began to look like a shootout ...
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Galya lay on the couch and suffered from dull, aching pain in the lower back. And this is twenty years old. At the beginning of the summer, when she gave up the session, finishing the third course, she, with her boyfriend, went to the same girl to the cottage. A large group of students gathered there. As usual, they drank, grilled kebabs. And then there were drunken clashes with one goat, who decided to put an eye on Galina guy.
Galya dragged this bitch over for her dyed, blond, hair, clouded, for wit, then they were taken away. And on ...
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Galya dragged this bitch over for her dyed, blond, hair, clouded, for wit, then they were taken away. And on ...
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Easter has come. I went with my parents to the village to my grandmother. We usually always spend religious holidays there. All relatives come. Although my grandmother and hassle with us, but she is always glad to us. I don’t really like such feasts anymore in terms of having to eat a lot, which is not very good for the stomach and body shape.
I opened my eyes. I heard my mother trying to raise a father who wanted to go fishing. It was the second day of Easter. The day was sunny. But still did not want to get up. I...
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I opened my eyes. I heard my mother trying to raise a father who wanted to go fishing. It was the second day of Easter. The day was sunny. But still did not want to get up. I...
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Only a week passed after the first appearance in the house of Maxim the lover of his wife Igor, but in those seven days his life completely turned upside down. From the head of the family and her husband, he finally turned into an obedient cuckold, completely subordinate to his pregnant wife and her lover, who immediately moved to live in Igor's house. Angela went on maternity leave, and now she was almost constantly at home. This allowed her to come to grips with the “re-education” of her husband in accordance with the new living conditions, since he worked ...
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A series of stories with fictional characters and events representing my inner world and attempts to comprehend and demonstrate different facets of character. Perhaps someone they seem interesting.
A cold, prickly wind rushes and slaps my face in the face, flies up and tears dry yellow birch leaves, plays with it in the air and, like a boring toy, throws it into a black dirty puddle, in which a fence of metal rods and upper windows is reflected in a colorless movie one of the buildings ...
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A cold, prickly wind rushes and slaps my face in the face, flies up and tears dry yellow birch leaves, plays with it in the air and, like a boring toy, throws it into a black dirty puddle, in which a fence of metal rods and upper windows is reflected in a colorless movie one of the buildings ...
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